DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
He listened, head tilting, between the man nearby grabbing hold of the injured woman, gratitude and acknowledgment extending as Zuriel ensured everyone was tended and mended, before his gaze swung back to Thalassa. An understandable situation; he’d been surprised she’d been out here at all. So he nodded, and extended a fair amount of embers and fire towards her, figuring it’d aid in the process. “We will take her to the infirmary,” easily done; he could ensure both were fitted on his thunderbird form, and the unicorn would be able to follow and track underneath the larger avian form. “Good luck getting home. Thank you again,” he added, presuming she’d be able to shift into flight and head in that direction.
From there though, he had to attend to the others, and he gave her one last nod before advancing upon the rest of the scene, ensuring everyone comprehended the next course of actions.
From there though, he had to attend to the others, and he gave her one last nod before advancing upon the rest of the scene, ensuring everyone comprehended the next course of actions.
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
